Though Greta wasn't necessarily adventurous in comparison to her sibling's standards, she was still pluckier than by a handful to most of her peers, which was a realisation she hadn't necessarily made yet. The maze in equal parts thrilled and terrified her, but she was having the time of her life, as she knew she would. Screams and shivers and shudders had certainly been had, but what fun would it be if there weren't?
Jake had a very earnest approach to the maze, and though she couldn't say she knew him all that well, he was certainly a good maze-going companion. He seemed to have gotten very much into the spirit of the night, but Greta was uncertain if that was an intentional decision, or a subsconscious one.
Regardless, they were having a nice time, and he did have a better eye for the obstacles than she did. Although her sense of direction was proving nearly infallible in the horror-ladened course, she was having a bit more fun getting into
character and issuing orders and commands than having to do the work herself.
"You say that now, but," Greta cast her eyes upwards and all about the two of them, the very picture of hesitance, "where is the thing that's supposed to
live in that web?"
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